This time is making me slip right through your hands


I thought I knew it all

I've been through the highs, said all my goodbyes

Learned to run before I learned to crawl

It's not worth fighting for if one of us is sure

And one of us is dying, trying to find loves cure


When we learn how to fly

We forget to how walk

When we learn how to sing

We don't wanna hear each other talk




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